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*Kieran* I stare back into the blank expressions of my three best friends, my heart pounding in my chest so loud I’m sure they can hear it. This might have been a bad idea. A really bad idea. Even though these are the three men I would trust with my life, I’ve asked them to stomach a lot in the last hour. Plus, I’ve told them I plan to kill my father. Their king. That’s treason of the highest order, even if I am the prince. If we were to fail, their lives would be on the line. It’s a big ask. What was I thinking? Part of me wants to tell them I’m kidding, that this whole thing has just been an elaborate joke. I open my mouth to speak, but I’m cut off. “Of course we’ll help you,” Taner finally says, breaking me out of my spiraling thoughts and breaking the palpable tension in the room